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[hexuality]

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GOOD MORNING, CITY!

[It is, in fact, the middle of the night but close enough to sunrise that she can say "morning." But that isn't the bizarre thing here. No, the bizarre thing is that Ginny Weasley is beaming so brightly, she might burst, practically vibrating with happiness and excitement.

Also, she's kind of covered in flour and glitter.]

Isn't it just a wonderful day? And it's only barely started! I know things have been so difficult lately, everything's just been so sad, and there's really no reason for it. Everything will sort out like always. Why get bogged down by the City at all? I know I've let it happen for far too long and that's a shame, really, when I've got so many reasons to be happy!

[She sets the camera precariously on something on the kitchen counter, leaning in close.]

I've got wonderful friends, doesn't matter what all those stupid nightmares say, no one's died on me since the war! And if anyone leaves to go home, well, I say good for them!

[This is punctuated by a fist banged on a cluttered kitchen counter and the camera topples and the video feed cuts out.]

Boll—


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It's better this way! :)

Now you won't see what surprises I'm working on for you lot!! ♥

YOU'RE ALL SIMPLY THE BEST!!! ♥ ♥ ♥




[ooc; anti-angst at its best... or worst...........]

Comments

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[hexuality]

DID YOU GET YOUR GOLD CUPCAKES

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[excelsiors]

yes, but there's a problem.

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[hexuality]

what

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[excelsiors]

they look too nice to eat

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[hexuality]

charmer. i know they're hideous and look like sparkling dung. :D

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[excelsiors]

if you're trying to make sure i wouldn't eat them, you're doing a good job

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[hexuality]

you have to eat them, they're a gift to show how much i adore you all!

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[excelsiors]

"adore," hm.

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[hexuality]

yes. adore. the reason i'm still sane in this place.

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[excelsiors]

glad to be of assistance.
i don't know how sane 2am cupcakes are, though.

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[hexuality]

[Not sane at all. She probably looks exhausted under all the pep and cheer in that video, more nightmares than the usual thanks to the City have worn her down.]

oh is it only 2? loads of time to make LOADS MORE

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[excelsiors]

need an assistant?

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[hexuality]

[She is sending waves of cupcakes through the City. Already one batch by 2 AM and delivered and now more.]

you want to help? you sure? you'll have to put up with ALL OF THIS

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[excelsiors]

_{( he might be positioning himself to stage an intervention if things get dire )}

i figure you can't speak in sparkles

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[hexuality]

[Sulu. What's the worst she can do when she is SO. HAPPY. Hit midnight and just cry.]

i have a wand and i can make fireworks

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[excelsiors]

_{( give the whole city sparkling indigestion?? )}

technically not the same thing

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[hexuality]

[hey don't be mean.]

but it's still dark out and i could give you fireworks!!

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[excelsiors]

how about we save them for a special occasion
you can't use sparkles and fireworks all in one day
they'll lose their impact

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[hexuality]

fair point. building 12, #915. i'll put the kettle on!

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[excelsiors]

i'll be there soon

» action OKAY MORNING I GUESS???

[hexuality]

[Here's the thing. In the time it takes him to get to her flat, she's already on her way to making a full English breakfast because this is something she's actually great at cooking and will make it for anyone who gives her the chance to. Bacon, eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, sausage, beans, toast, tea. EVERYTHING.

And she points her wand at the door to open it when he knocks, practically dancing around the kitchen with a spatula. It's kind of a mess with glitter and cupcakes and frosting and eggshells.]

» action AYE AYE CAPN

[excelsiors]

_{( sulu arrives, looking fresh as a daisy. this is pretty odd, considering the hour. or maybe he's just a weirdo. anyways, he's in some dark jeans and a track jacket with yellow accenting because, you know, gold. and he's still kind of getting used to the whole magic thing so he might stare in wide-eyed wonder for a few moments after he's let in. )}

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[hexuality]

[Sulu, it's perfectly normal to see things flying around the kitchen in this flat. She's turning around with her wand aloft as she sends the toast sailing through the air and into the toaster. Then she waves at him, beaming broadly, bright blue frosting stuck to her red hair and more on her clothes and on the counters, but she doesn't care.]

Hullo! [She beckons him over as she gets the tomatoes out of the sizzling pan.] Could you grab two plates from the cupboard? I made breakfast.

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[excelsiors]

I -- yeah, sure.

_{( he decides to man up and deal with the strange, magical kitchen. retrieving said plates, he brings them back over to the counter before leaning back against it and surveying the space one more time. )}

You've got frosting, in your hair. Just so you know.

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[hexuality]

Oh, do I? [Absently picking up a lock of hair and sticking the ends in her mouth to suck the frosting from it, looking over the kitchen and wondering what to do next.] S'fine, I keep forgetting to tidy up. Oh, no.

[She beams as she sweeps her wand through the air and cleans off the counter in its wake, trash going where it ought, bowls stacking, cupcakes moving off into boxes that fold themselves in the air. And then Ginny jabs her wand at the kettle and has it pour out the hot water for tea (English breakfast, today), and the mug slides over to Sulu as she picks up one plate with her free hand and starts doling food on it.]

Hungry?